Ugh, humans. They didn't like to share much, did they? Not their streets, or their homes... She stretched out her neck, looking past him to the direction of the noise. It didn't appear to be so close that they could not escape.
She slunk to the other side of the alley, hugging the wall. Only a cursory glance back to see if the talking fox was following her, before taking off silently in the direction of the woods.
A snack was definitely in order. Then perhaps she would get to see what it was that talking foxes did at night.
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